Chapter 2Zev looked at Otis, and for a moment he was curious. He had long dark hair, was short and slim, and his face…he could almost have been mistaken for a woman with his androgynous looks. Vampires couldn’t change their appearances. Sure, they could cut their hair or shave if they had a beard, but when they woke for the night, they looked the same as they had when they died. What had Otis been doing? Where had he been living looking like that?
“Where were you born then?” Otis fiddled with his glass.
“North.” He smiled as he pictured the green hills bathing in sunshine. In the winter, those hills were covered in snow, glistening in the sun. The sun was always shining when he pictured the hills—it hadn’t in reality.
When had Otis last seen the sun? Zev couldn’t imagine life without su
